rushed
giolla this evening after all, life is too stressed and I feel too fragile for it to be a good idea - the idea is to be sensible at him until he realises it might actually be plausible for us to be friends, not to turn up and immediately burst into tears.May instead be getting comedic therapy elsewhere but don't know as yet. ~fingers crossed~
And now, running out the door to be late for my singing lesson.
Oh, and I hate today, today's just horrible. Mum rang me up and I had to try so hard not to cry on her 'cause I don't want her worrying and coming up here. Sigh.
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